C97

In November, the northern part of the camp was freezing cold. The surface of the river was sealed by a thick layer of ice, and a faint sound of flowing water could be heard from underneath the ice.

If it were any other ordinary army, they would definitely not be able to endure such weather. A temperature of -20 degrees Celsius was a form of torture to those native-born southerners. It could even cause the entire army to lose their combat ability. Fortunately, there were no ordinary soldiers in Tianxing Mercenary Group. The lowest was at the middle late stage of Orange Stage, especially Magician, who only needed to set up a simple warm up magic array to immediately warm up the entire tent. Warriors did not have such abilities, but their strong bodies and combat power were more than enough to fight the cold.

It had already been a few days since the last time they had communicated with the His Majesty Marder. The two sides were just wasting time and refused to move. After knowing the benefits of delaying the 800 thousand strong army, Shawk was no longer as anxious as he was before. Other than the two Blue Stage Expert s who were constantly patrolling the area, the rest of them had nothing to do other than sleeping and cultivating.

At most, they would only send out a small number of strong men to search for fodder within a radius of hundreds of miles, which would be considered as exercise. There were no movements from the Emerald City's side, they knew very well that the enemy was harming their people, snatching food and meat for their things, but what could they do? Send hundreds of thousands to stop it? Unless they were fools!

The commoners in a radius of hundreds of miles complained, while cursing the group of demons in Tianxing Mercenary Group and complaining that the person in power did not care.

Of course, Shawk would not care about all these. Lan Feng wanted to care about them, but there was nothing he could do. If one side had to starve to death, it was definitely not one of his comrades or brothers.

Lan Feng and Shawk sat on small stools by the unknown river side, holding onto a fishing rod. The fishing rod fell into a hole cut in the ice from the thin line of silk.

Both of them held poles in their right hands while holding a bottle of dark red wine in their left hand. From time to time, they would sip some dark red wine with contented expressions on their faces.

"This is what life is like!" Shawk swallowed the wine in his mouth and sighed: "If there was no war, how good would it be? I wouldn't be tired of living this kind of life even in my previous life."

Lan Feng smiled, his eyes staring at the river without blinking as he said softly: "A few days ago, I helped you reject His Majesty's promise, what do you think? Do you remember what I asked you the last time we attacked the Dark Tribal Alliance? "

After being stunned for a while, Shawk tilted his head and thought for a while. Then he muttered: "I naturally will not do something as foolish as bringing a great merit to the Lord. As for the future, what exactly do you want, Lan Feng? Don't you think we are very pitiful? From the beginning to the end, we followed the situation and were forced to run. "

Saying that, his expression became even more confused: "From the moment I met you, I was chased by assassins, I escaped to Yunjian City and set up a mercenary group. After that, he was forced by the form to accept that damned mission, heading towards the Mount Hierarch, where he could get to know the elves. When we attacked the Dark Tribal Alliance and headed to the Magical Beast Swamp, everything was to deal with a certain matter and not the life that we truly wanted to live. "

"Then what is the life you want?"

"A mercenary group doesn't need too many people. We can do missions, earn some money, and live happily." Shawk sighed, and laughed bitterly: "However, living a peaceful life, to the current you, is too far away. In the beginning, I wanted to establish the number one mercenary group in the continent, but now, it's that simple. A simple life, even without a mercenary group is fine. Together, us brothers, Lanny, MerLin, and just the four of us, live together with our families, or, we can be as relaxed and relaxed as we are now. "

Hearing his words, Lan Feng became a little intrigued.

In the past, he had wholeheartedly fought for the glory of the clan. But now, this glory was enough, and the halo that enveloped him was enough. In the past, he wanted to have a strong body. Now, he had it, and even Tantai was by his side. So what else do you want? A peerless martial art depended on slow cultivation. A mercenary group was already the number one martial art in the world.

The world was bustling with noise and excitement; it was all about profits.

This, this, this, this ability, meritorious merit points, confidante, close friends in life and death. He already had what others had, but he also had what others didn't. What else did he need? What was the pursuit?

Shawk shook his head, looked at Lan Feng's strange expression and chuckled: "Are you going to ask me or me? Now you can't figure it out. We've lived our lives in this world to begin with. Naturally, we've been pushed away by some matters. Even if we have to plan for it, we'll have to wait for everything to come to an end, provided we survive until the end of the war between the Three Realms. "

Lan Feng was startled, he mumbled words that he could not hear, suddenly, he stood up and bellowed: "No one can take control of my life! No one can! "

Just as he was about to jump and scold him for scaring away the fishes in the river, he realized that Lan Feng's expression was a little strange.

He just stood there, looking up at the sky. His eyes were empty, unfocused.

Shawk stared at him in bewilderment, not knowing what kind of mental state he was going through. After a long while, he began to mutter to himself, "Fate, what is my fate? "Wealthy and glorious, born old and dying sick, but there seems to be something else …"

At this moment, his mind was in a mess. He did not know what he was thinking, and those words came out of nowhere. Under this lucky chance, he was able to understand the profound truths of the Great Dao.

God willing!

Even Wan Xia was shocked when she saw the current situation. Although it was not intentional, but he had truly reached that realm!

No ego, no other, not even a speck of dust.

In the midst of the haze, there was no world. Everything was gone.

Lan Feng had lost his consciousness, he was unable to think, and all his functions seemed to have been stopped. But just as when he thought that would happen, Shawk was stunned.

He could still think, but his body could no longer move. Not to mention mobilizing his battle qi, even the connection between his spiritual force and battle qi had been completely broken. All he possessed was the ability to think!

This was not the most ridiculous thing.

As far as the eye could see, the scattered snowflakes in the air had stopped, and even a falcon that was looking for food had frozen in place. Even the chilly wind seemed to have stopped when it heard the sound of flowing water. The entire space, or rather, time, froze!

On the other side, Lan Feng who was trapped in a state of unconsciousness, suddenly shook, as a figure dressed in a white sand skirt appeared out of nowhere in his mind, looking graceful. However, there was a feeling on his face that told him that this was a peerless lady, enough to shake the world.

"What?"

Lan Feng immediately broke out from that special state, and broke out in a cold sweat.

It was not because of the profound state of the Great Dao. In fact, it was not a realm that he had comprehended on his own. Furthermore, he did not have the strength to reach that level, even if he had comprehended it. His fear came from that back, a completely unfamiliar back. He was sure that he had never seen that woman before.

There were only two people with black hair. One of them was the man who claimed to be himself in the dream, and the other was Wan Xia. She was wearing a sand skirt, so it was impossible for her to be the man in the dream. However, her figure was different from Wan Xia's.

Who is she, then?

He couldn't figure out who that girl was, but he had a feeling that he couldn't explain it clearly. On one hand, his intuition told him that this woman had an extraordinary relationship with him, and on the other hand, he felt that he had let MerLin down. MerLin was the woman that he doted on!

Shawk still retained the memory from earlier. As soon as his body function was restored, he immediately shouted, "Lan Feng! Just now, everything around him had stopped. His body could move as well. He was speechless and unable to mobilize his battle qi. Even everything in the environment has stopped, do you feel it? "

"Me?" Lan Feng took a deep breath and calmed himself down with difficulty: "I had even stopped thinking, and can't seem to remember anything."

"Really?"

"Really."

"How terrifying!" Shawk pressed his right hand on his chest, looking completely shaken, he stuttered: "How could something like that happen? What's going on? "

At this moment, intense energy fluctuations could be felt coming from afar. At the same time, curses and the clashing of metals could be heard.

Shawk's expression froze for a moment, then pulled Lan Feng along as he sprinted in that direction. As he ran, he said softly, "You must be careful, the scene just now was too bizarre, it might be related to this group of people. Let's go and take a look first."

He silently nodded, and continued to immerse himself in the dream from before. He had forgotten about the outrageous matter that Shawk had mentioned. The two of them moved like lightning, disappearing in the blink of an eye into the vast expanse of snow and ice. Only the two fishing rods and the small stools by the riverbank were already covered with snow …